Parkeman! You are in 6th grade now. It is so hard for me to believe that you are already in middle school. I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday. I fell madly in love with you the moment I looked into your eyes. I vowed from that day that I would be fiercely protective of you. I think the first thing I said to Aunt Kel was, "Be sure to get a good look at him. I haven't seen him yet, and if someone walks out of the hospital with him I won't be able to identify him". So yes, my crazy days of worrying about you started the day you were born. I am incredibly proud of you. I am so glad you loved your first year of football! It was rather tough, but you stuck with it like a champ. I hope to write to you on here and let you know all of my thoughts and help you remember everything you have going on in your life.
I love you!
Mom